Shippou
A low murmer of voices
Echo around me
A river of people
Pass me by
Invisible, I am
Pushed around, I am
Waiting…
Hoping to be seen
Just another face
Though lower than the rest
Acknowledgment evades me
I shout!
No one hears
I hear whispered secrets
A heavy conscience
Is my burden
The things I could have warned against
The things I should have warned against
I tried
No one listens
To my cries
Their doom awaits